Saturday, October 1, 2011


I've found a way to increase my life by at least 10 more years. Right now on average I have at least two Dr. Peppers a day. If your counting calories that's 500 a day. That's a quarter of my government approved daily intake. Throw in a Snickers bar and BAM! That's right around 800 calories.
Sorry for rambling.
I have found a solution to my over indulgence. Drum role please. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Dr. Pepper 10.
It taste like Dr. Pepper, it kinda looks like Dr. Pepper, but it only has 10 calories per serving (20 calories if you buy a 20oz.).
It has a slight diet after taste, but its really not too bad. Since yesterday I've had three and I haven't really wanted a regular Dr. Pepper.

I'm not opposed to women drinking it. I think the add stupid.

"I will fight no more forever"

"I am tired of fighting. Our chiefs are all killed. Looking Glass is dead....The old men are all dead. It is cold, and we have no blankets. The little children are freezing to death. My people, some of them, have run away to the hills, and have no food. No one knows where they are....I want to have time to look for my children, and see how many of them I can find. Maybe I shall find them among the dead. Hear me, my chiefs! I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands I will fight no more forever."
-Chief Joseph

"The Indians throughout displayed a courage and skill that elicited universal praise. They abstained from scalping; let captive women go free; did not commit indiscriminate murder of peaceful families, which is usual, and fought with almost scientific skill....Nevertheless, they would not settle down on lands set apart for them...and when commanded by proper authority, they began resistance by murdering persons in no manner connected with their alleged grievances....They should never again be allowed to return to Oregon."
-William Tecumseh Sherman

Then, Joseph and his people were loaded onto the train. They were not going home, they were now told, but far away, into exile in the northeastern corner of Indian Territory in what is now Oklahoma -- nearly 2,000 miles from their beloved Wallowa Valley. Once there, they found conditions unsanitary, medicine scarce. Sixty-eight of them perished in the first year alone. Soon, they had a cemetery set aside solely for babies, with 100 graves.